#1
it was an amusing game
a silent lateral trying to
phase me out
to make me kick, to make me scream
but I don't play dumb
lest you reorient
it's just a waiting game
a misdirection in the frame

catch a cold then turn the cheek
maybe whisper, make you seek
because it's all the same
crafty rhetoric, indignant
to the point of rudeness

it's just a waiting game
a dressed up error of judgement

lady I could chew over you
and slip you cheek to cheek
pucker up and never speak outside
and let you do the thing you like to do
the things you like to do

until the narrative blip
of isosceles meets greek myth
but you bought into the blurb
and discarded what you'd learnt
there you were waiting game
two barrels trained on you

it's just a waiting game
lachrymose to the point of pretension

lady I could chew over you
and slip you cheek to cheek
pucker up and never speak outside
and let you do the thing you like to do
the things you like to do

and devil finds what devil seeks yeah
and what you saw was out the picture
goaded into temerity
that your cliff notes said you lacked
and devils finds what devil seeks
and if you ask me it's a common theme
the suspender's act as arrogance
the endless legs compound the misery

it's a waiting game
lady I could chew over you
I was told
and slip you cheek to cheek
a waiting game
pucker up and never speak outside
waiting game
and let you do the thing you like to do
the things you like to do